Geeks do not have pedigrees Or perfect punk-rock resumes Or anorexic magazines It smells like girl, it smells like girl She walks over me She walks over me Hold you close like [ ] My ever pressing suicide My stupid fuck, my blushing bride Oh, tear my heart out, tear my heart out She walks over me She walks over me I shut my mouth with glue I gotta use the rest for [ ] Yeah, I gotta shut my mouth with glue I gotta use the rest of [ ] Carrie, Carrie Please come here Don't you touch me, don't you dare We look the same, we talk the same, we are the same, we are the same She walks over me She walks over me I shut my mouth with glue I gotta use the rest [ ] Yeah, I gotta shut my mouth with glue I gotta use the rest [ ] [ ] [ ] You never know what you will get You never know what you'll forget She walks over me She walks over me
